Things that make you go "EEEEK!!!"
Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006 04:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntbijouOkay, should I regard it as coincidence that FIVE funeral homes have called today to offer me a burial plan?? FIVE!!!
I did a Very Brave Thing. We have these critters outside called Texas Spiny Lizards. I appreciate them, and am very glad to see them, as they eat the bugs that like to eat my garden. Not that it's much of a garden right now. It looks more like... hay. Anyhow, as I was walking out the door to go pick up the kids, a 6 to 8 inch specimen of the breed ran across my foot and into the house, making me yelp and jump back. "AAACK!" I shouted. "You can't be in the house! No!! Out, out!!" Like it was gonna listen to me!
With visions of mangled lizard in my head, I pursued it, pulling out the couch and chasing it until finally I had it cornered and came to a sudden realization. I was going to have to pick it up.
Eeep.
Okay, normally, I have no problem picking critters up, unless they're poisonous. And even then, I will figure out a way to get it out of the house or wherever without touching it. However, none of those methods were going to work with this guy, and I stood there, bracing myself for the inevitable. I got rushed when Ed came in and saw it, saw me standing there, nearly panicking, and he went into Hunting Mode. Oh dear. That made up my mind and I scooped up the lizard, who started HISSING at me, and flailing and great galloping hornytoads!! Those spines are SHARP!!
No, I didn't throw him out the door, though I was tempted to. No, I bit my lip, and carried him to the bushes where it was cool and damp, and let him go, then grabbed my pack and left to get the kids. And no, my hands were just fine, just a bit scratched, but fine.
Oh my stars and garters, I picked up a baby dinosaur!!! EEEEK!!!
Too bad the kids weren't there to see it!
I did a Very Brave Thing. We have these critters outside called Texas Spiny Lizards. I appreciate them, and am very glad to see them, as they eat the bugs that like to eat my garden. Not that it's much of a garden right now. It looks more like... hay. Anyhow, as I was walking out the door to go pick up the kids, a 6 to 8 inch specimen of the breed ran across my foot and into the house, making me yelp and jump back. "AAACK!" I shouted. "You can't be in the house! No!! Out, out!!" Like it was gonna listen to me!
With visions of mangled lizard in my head, I pursued it, pulling out the couch and chasing it until finally I had it cornered and came to a sudden realization. I was going to have to pick it up.
Eeep.
Okay, normally, I have no problem picking critters up, unless they're poisonous. And even then, I will figure out a way to get it out of the house or wherever without touching it. However, none of those methods were going to work with this guy, and I stood there, bracing myself for the inevitable. I got rushed when Ed came in and saw it, saw me standing there, nearly panicking, and he went into Hunting Mode. Oh dear. That made up my mind and I scooped up the lizard, who started HISSING at me, and flailing and great galloping hornytoads!! Those spines are SHARP!!
No, I didn't throw him out the door, though I was tempted to. No, I bit my lip, and carried him to the bushes where it was cool and damp, and let him go, then grabbed my pack and left to get the kids. And no, my hands were just fine, just a bit scratched, but fine.
Oh my stars and garters, I picked up a baby dinosaur!!! EEEEK!!!
Too bad the kids weren't there to see it!
